The Almighty is to forgive sin and heal disease, not to invent and spread it." She had gone only a few steps when she again turned back.
"If you will gather a lot of red clover bloom, make a tea strong as lye of it, and drink quarts, I think likely it will help you, if you are not too far gone.

Anyway, it will cool your blood and make the burning easier to bear." Then she swiftly went home.

Enter the lonely cabin she could not, neither could she sit outside and think.

She attacked a bed of beets and hoed until the perspiration ran from her face and body, then she began on the potatoes.

When she was too tired to take another stroke she bathed and put on dry clothing.